Report Card

Report Card

I had run the short distance between this house and my own, down the dirt road.  I could almost hear the change dropping into my piggy bank.  Three A’s and 2 B’s meant $2.00 I opened the door, report card in hand.                          
“All we can afford to give you is this quart of cabbage and some pennies,” he said.                                                                                                                     “That would be fine”, I said.  “I like cabbage, Pop.”                                        
Within moments, I was out the door.  I headed home, 15 cents in my pocket and $1.85 worth of canned cabbage in my hand.                                                      
Later, my grandmother would say how they laughed about that day.  Then, I would hold out my hand and ask for the money she owed me!